Last night was quite chaotic, with the entire city full of evacuated citizens. After all, the few people took cars, most of them were riding bicycles and hiking. When they all left, Moscow became an empty city.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a small group of people came to the heart of the capital, in front of the Kremlin.

In fact, when Moscow was gradually threatened, the evacuation work had already begun. Tons of information in the Kremlin and various treasures in the museum had been transferred to the rear in advance, and the gold in the treasury was also secretly transferred to the back.

The train kept transporting reinforcements from the Far East and then transporting these things to the East.

Otherwise, retreating overnight would be a matter of empty talk. In order to keep it secret, they almost had to blow up the Kremlin by themselves.

When Zoya came to the front of the Kremlin, although this was not the first time she saw her, she still sighed in her mouth: "It's so great!"

In Zhuoya's hand, she was holding an old-fashioned revolver with two grenades on the front armed belt.

"The German devils will definitely come here in the end, even if it becomes ruins." Zhuoya said: "Let's hide in the building and wait for the last moment to arrive. Let's go to the basement first and wait until the air strikes come up."

There is no guard in the huge Kremlin now. Anyway, it will eventually become a ruin, and there is nothing valuable in the city. Therefore, although the gate of the Great Kremlin is locked, the window next to it is covered in vain.

Several people jumped into the Kremlin and entered the past. If they had done this before, their behavior would have been shot as a counter-revolutionary immediately, and they did not have the courage to do so.

But now, what else is there for these 17 or 18-year-old boys who are about to dedicate their lives to the Soviets and to Moscow?

They are not afraid.

At this time, the sky in the east was completely bright, and the sunlight shone softly on the Great Kremlin, and the Moscow River next to it was sparkling.

Several people wandered around the Great Kremlin for a long time but couldn't find the basement. However, they found hundreds of oxygen cylinders in a room around the corner.

As a senior leader of the Red Empire, of course, he must be prepared to survive the attack of the thermostatic bomb. When he discovered these oxygen cylinders, several people became even more excited.

They found a bathroom at the bottom, sealed the surroundings, waiting for the attack of the thermostatic bomb. Anyway, the oxygen was enough. As a result, after waiting for a long time, the city of Moscow was not attacked by German bombs. Although the city was soon in a state of hypoxia, they persisted with the oxygen cylinder.

"I guess the German guys are coming up soon, we need to set up some things," Krainov said. "Although each of us has a gun, we have not been trained, so it is not OK to snipe. I suggest we stick to this building, and we mainly use grenades."

When the troops fighting street fighting in the city retreated, some weapons remained. When a few people were on the way, they found suitable weapons, each with guns and grenades.

However, it is impossible for them to attack the enemy at a long distance without strict training, so they can only stick to the building.

Others agreed with his plan, so they quickly arranged their own defensive positions and waited for the arrival of the Germans.

Inside the gate, a circular position was formed. As long as someone showed up, he would use a grenade and greet them with the gun in his hand! Especially Krainov, who was holding a brace of bobos, and then he would just pour the bullets over.

Zhuoya and Shula were standing in front. When the rumbling sound came from outside, Zhuoya had already pulled the grenade rope.

Just as the door was kicked open, Zhuoya pulled the rope with her fingers, and then threw the grenade out with force.

"Bang!" Hans kicked open the door, and before he could step in, he heard a sound coming from his feet.

"Gululu..." Hans looked down and his face changed.

This is actually a smoke grenade!

Someone inside? This idea flashed through Hans' mind, and then it was how to deal with it.

The surroundings are empty and there is no suitable cover at all. You can't run away. If you explode, you and the four or five people nearby will have to fly into the sky.

Squat down and pick it up? Hans didn't know if there was any time. As for bent down, pressing down the grenade, and using his own sacrifice to exchange for the lives of other soldiers around him, that was just the last resort, and it had not reached that point.

Almost quick-eyed and quick-handed, these thoughts flashed through Hans's mind and he was already moving.

He shook his legs away and threw them back half a meter away. Then, his legs forward and Hans's boots kicked on the grenade.

"Boom!" When the boots and the grenade were in contact, a crisp sound was made, and then the grenade was kicked away by Hans.

The angle and strength must be appropriate. In the leisure time of fighting, Hans is also a football fan. Now, the posture of playing football and shooting is quite accurate.

The grenade drew a graceful arc and headed towards the direction of flying, while Hans shouted.

"Quick, go open the door!"

The grenade was just thrown outside the door, and they had no way to avoid it. Now, as Hans flew up, he kicked the grenade in. Except for the door, the rest of the outside was safe.

Hans didn't care about the pain in his toes, took his thighs and flashed to the door in two steps.

Of course this is different from playing football. This is simply a stone kick. If you don’t believe it, try kicking a stone? In most cases, the bones on the toes in front will have comminuted fractures.

There is a steel lining in front of the military boots. This steel plate is quite hard and will not deform even if it is crushed by a car. Therefore, the part of the steel plate that just came into contact with the grenade was the one. Even so, the feet were still hurt by the impact.

The people next to them were also quite agile. When they dodged to the side, they exploded inside.

"boom!"

The grenade made a dull explosion inside, and countless pieces flew out from the open door, and you could see that some of them were minced meat.

"No. 1 special bullet for street combat!" Hans shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!